What makes you happy? Can you make a list? How many of them can you experience today?
Poem 81 of 365 –
One: sniffing books worn by age;
smelling the stories they tell.
Two: seeing a text from a friend
asking if I’m doing well.
Three: rain pounding on windows,
yet feeling sheltered from the storm.
Four: a winter night inside
with blankets to keep me warm.
Five: baby animals who want to play
and don’t yet know that the world is cruel.
Six: complex ideas I can’t understand
to remind me I’m a fool.
Seven: new pens and notebooks,
which I can fill in time.
Eight: words well written or said,
it’s a plus if they rhyme.
Nine: cloudy, somber, windless days
when I can’t see the sun.
Ten: working hard and knowing
there’ll be a reward when it’s done.